Flavor of the Week

a/n: Hi guys. This is my new story called Flavor of the Week. It's part of my character pov collection, which is basically that each story is a songfic from a character's pov. I've already written a couple:

Absolutely- Derek's POV

Caught Up In You- Reid' POV

I'll Stand By You- Rossi's POV

My Life Would Suck Without You- Garcia's POV

Your Guardian Angel- Hotch's POV.

This is from Emily's POV. And I have yet to put one in JJ's POV.

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Enjoy! (:

She paints her nails and she don't know

He's got her best friend on the phone

She'll wash her hair, his dirty clothes

are all he gives to her

and he's got posters on the wall

of all the girls he wished she was

and he means everything to her

I flushed the toilet. The damn morning sickness again. I was pregnant for sure. I went to wash my hands. As I let the cold water flow over my hands, numbing my fingers, I stared into the mirror, disgusted with what I saw. There were a few bruises, some fresh scratches, and a few scars, all hidden by the makeup I had applied at home. He was a good guy. He was sweet to me. It wasn't his fault. It was mine. I was the one that made him angry. I messed up. I had to go apologize. I assured myself of this. Maybe if I told myself this enough, I would actually believe it. I knew that this was textbook behavior of a victim of abuse, but the thing was, I wasn't a victim.

I took a deep breath and exited the bathroom. I walked out and into the bullpen, where my team members, my friends, were all gathered. They stood near my desk.

"Hey, princess," Derek said laughing. Derek was my best friend. He was strong, he was smart, and he was funny. We were always there for each other and we told eacother everything. Well, almost everything.

"Hey, Derek," I said with a small smile. We didn't have a case today, so we all had to stay in the office all day and do paperwork. This was ok, because usually that involved a lot of fooling around and not a lot of work any how. We all continued to talk and joke around as we did our work.

Finally, at about 6 o'clock, Garcia came skipping down the cat walk, from her office, to the bull pen.

"Alright, peaches, it's Friday night, we don't have a case, we're going out!" Garcia exclaimed.

"Tonight?" I asked nervously.

"Uh huh!" Garcia exclaimed with a grin on her face, "We'll bring the boyfriends, the girlfriends, the wives, the husbands, the mistresses, whoever! No kids, though, so JJ, Hotch, get a sitter!" Garcia exclaimed.

"Jack is sleeping over Jessica's tonight, so he can visit his cousins," Hotch explained.

"I'll get one, Garcia," JJ said grinning. It had been a while since we had a 'family' night out at a bar.

"So you coming Emily?" Garcia asked me excitedly.

"Uh, yeah, maybe. Let me…call my boyfriend and see if he wants to come," I told her, trying to make it sound casual and normal.

"Boyfriend?" JJ asked suspiciously.

"Uh…yeah, for a few months now," I nodded and quickly went of to call him.

"Hello?" He answered irritably.

"Hi, Rob," I said feebly.

"What do you want?" He asked.

"The team…we're…they're going out, like with their families, well no kids, but uh, it's sort of a tradition, and we haven't done it in a while, and…any ways, so, do you want to come?" I asked nervously. I was honestly hoping he would say no, because I knew he wouldn't like the team. I knew what he would say about each of them. He wouldn't like the sweet nicknames Derek had for me, and for everyone, he'd probably call him a tool, he'd say that Rossi was an asshole, Hotch was a douche, he wouldn't like Reid's smartness, he'd say that he was a show off, he would make some completely vulgar and inappropriate comment about JJ, and he probably wouldn't stop talking about Garcia, and the way she talked and dressed. I shuddered at the thought.

"You didn't even ask if you could go," He said rudely, "With a baby on the way, you should even be drinking," He said angrily.

"I wasn't going to drink if we went," I said in a hushed voice, "I was only going for the company of my friends," I was getting a little annoyed, "And when I asked if you wanted to go, I meant to you want to come with me, together. I won't go alone if you don't want me to," I said.

"We'll go," He began, "I don't want you there alone. I'll come get you," He decided.

"Well, why don't I just meet you there," I suggested. I didn't really want him to come at all, but if I didn't ask him, it'd be another excuse for him to hit me, and I didn't want him to hurt the baby. I hadn't even told Hotch, or the team that I was pregnant.

"Fine," He said and hung up. I breathed a sigh of relief.

I walked back over to where my team was.

"You coming?" Garcia asked.

"Yeah. And my boy friend is, too," I said, trying not to sound disappointed.

"Good, we get to meet the lucky guy," Derek joked. I rolled my eyes, and smiled.

"Wait before we go…I have something to tell you all," I said slowly. Reid looked up from the book he was reading, Rossi sat up straight in his chair, and Hotch stood.

"Is it something I should know first?" Hotch asked seriously.

"Are you asking for a raise. Because believe me, Strauss won't listen," Derek joked.

"Oh my god, you're not quitting are you!" Garcia exclaimed.

"Calm down, guys," I told them all, smiling, "I'm pregnant."

Garcia's jaw dropped. She ran up and squeezed me.

"Congrats, sugar plum!" She exclaimed as she hugged me. I laughed. JJ gave me a hug, too. The rest of them chorused congratulations as well.

"Ok, well I'm going to go collect Kevin," Garcia said.

"And I have to call Will and see if he's ready," JJ said smiling.

"I need to check on Jack," Hotch said pulling out his phone.

"I'm gonna finish my book while you guys are all doing that," Reid said shrugging. It was like a 1000 page book, and he had just started this morning.

"Of course you are," Rossi said laughing. They all went their separate ways except for Derek. He walked up to me.

"Congratulations, Emily," He said sincerely.

"Thanks, Derek," I said smiling.

"You and uh…mystery boyfriend…you guys been going out a while?" He asked. He seemed a little hurt that I hadn't told him, because like I said, we usually told each other everything.

"I'm sorry, Derek…that I didn't tell you earlier," I apologized. I felt bad, but I didn't want him to question my relationship, which I already knew would happen tonight, if Rob made a scene.

"Hey, it's okay," He said putting his arm around me, "I'm just…you always said you weren't the type to have kids or anything yet," He said shrugging, "I was just surprised. Maybe he's the one, then?" He asked me smiling.

"Maybe," I said with a fake laugh. Derek touch my jaw. I shivered.

"What's that?" He asked.

"What?" I asked nervously.

"Is that a bruise?" He asked. I felt my jaw, where his hand had just been.

"I don't…think so, it doesn't hurt," I lied. Yes it did. It hurt a lot. It also hurt when they all hugged me, but I didn't show it. I couldn't.

"Hmm…well uh, be careful," He said.

"Don't worry, I will. We should head out now," I said trying to change the subject.

"Ok, I'll see you over there, princess," He said, using the familiar nickname.

"Bye, Derek," I said smiling. We parted our separate ways. Then, the terror of Robert meeting my team truly set in.

"Here we go," I whispered to my self, as I started my car and backed it out of my parking spot, "Here we go…"